Galaxian plain
			As you walk out of the portal, you notice it is much colder, and you take a jacket out of your backpack. You notice that your windbreaker is not keeping you warm enogh, and you look around for someplace that is warm.      Hugging yourself, you trudge through the ankle deep snow and spot a cave about ten feet away. you feel the numbness traveling up your bady, but you suddenly feel light headed and fall to the snowy ground.              You wake up inside the cave, warm and cozy. You decide to not open your eyes, and try to sleep through the storm, but a voice comes to your ears, "Did you plan to wake up anytime soon?"       You look up into the eyes of some kind of equine,"I'm sorry." you say," I was trying to get to pega's adoptions..."       It smiles and turns to warm a hoof over the fire, "Well, the snowcat ought to know more about this dratted planet than I do..."
	It pauses and looks at you, "I am Greysun, a descendant of wind Galaxians... I am a  male... don't call me a girl, becase Pega did when she first saw me, and that didn't make me too happy."     You ask him about the adoptions again and he points to a couple of portals at the back of the cave.
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